How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

After the wedding date is set, the newlyweds can no longer see each other.

Jia Qingwu and Dong Xiaohuan both seemed anxious. One taught her how to manage the household, and the other taught her how to get along with her husband and wife, as if they wanted to cram everything they knew into her head.

Wang Qiuyu was infected by this atmosphere and stuck to her whenever he had free time.

The Jia family replied that except for Mrs. Jia Er who would stay to take care of the two elderly people, everyone else would come.

Xia Chu was deeply moved, while Jia Qingwu was delighted to see her family again. It was said that Old Lady Jia had wanted to come, but her age made the long journey unsuitable. She was so insistent that Jia Sansi had to ask a doctor to come and take her pulse. The doctor, however, was reluctant to advise the elderly woman to travel, so the matter was ultimately dropped.

Mrs. Jia added a gift and even wrote a special letter. After reading it, Xia Chu was even more moved and wrote back to the old lady, saying that she would bring Zhao Huazhang to visit her when she was free.

Zhao Yucheng himself could not come, but his wife and children returned to Lin'an together.

Zhao Huazhang had not met his sister-in-law many times, but from his brother's letters and his previous impressions of her, he knew that she was a very gentle and intelligent woman.

My nephew had been here once before and had met Wang Qiuyu by chance. He still remembered Wang Qiuyu, but especially the two big dogs in his family.

When Zhao Huazhang heard him talking about the two dogs, he sent him over.

Wang Qiuyu looked at him for a long time, and finally remembered. Isn't this the old-fashioned guy?

Da'an and Xiao'an are actually quite old now, and recently they haven't been as active as before. Even Xiao'an often lies down. Wang Qiuyu no longer pesters Xiao'an to play with him, and when he has nothing to do, he leans on Xiao'an and plays with his toys.

Xia Chu was a little worried. An and An were no different from her family members, and she couldn't imagine the scene of the two dogs dying.

But with her wedding coming up, she has a lot to do.

Time always flies when you are busy. The Jia family arrived three days in advance and stayed in Jia Qingwu's house.

Xia Chu wanted to entertain people, so she moved there. But she would return to Wang's house on the eve of her wedding, as she wanted to marry out of the Wang family.

Jia Qingwu didn't seem to have any objection to this on the surface, but she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed in her heart.

Madam Jia could only give some advice. After all, the Wang family had raised the child to that age, and they could not ignore this kindness.

Luo Shanshan has been acting weird lately, saying some weird things from time to time and doing some harmless but disgusting things.

Mrs. Zhao came from a noble family, and in her eyes, these little tricks were no different from playing house.

Old Madam Zhao was very fond of her eldest grandson's daughter-in-law. She was lacking energy, and Luo Shanshan was often annoying. Madam Zhao simply took full responsibility for the marriage. Her family was a well-known scholarly family, and the eldest sister-in-law was like a mother. Zhao Zeying had no objection to this matter. Luo Shanshan always complained that the marriage was tedious and exhausting, so she asked her to stop worrying about it.

Luo Shanshan was so angry that she smashed several vases. She had clearly said that the Wang family was a small family and there was no need for such a big fuss. Unexpectedly, Zhao Zeying only heard her excuse and ignored all the rest of her words.

Although Madam Zhao looked petite and delicate, she was very decisive and efficient. In just two or three days, she had put everyone in order.

Old Madam Zhao and Zhao Huazhang followed her instructions and felt much more relaxed than before.

Zhao Huazhang was extremely grateful and had even more respect for his sister-in-law.

Mrs. Zhao just smiled gently and dignifiedly, telling her uncle not to be polite.

Zhao Huazhang didn't know that most of the letters he wrote to his elder brother asking him how to get along with women were replied by her.

If you round it up, wouldn't this sister-in-law be considered as someone she had brought back with her own hands? She couldn't wait to meet her future sister-in-law.

Xia Chu didn't know that there was someone in the Zhao family whom she had never met before who cared about her so much. On the wedding day, she was woken up early in the morning to take a shower.

The bride was to be washed from head to toe, and her entire body rubbed with floral-scented ointment, ensuring her skin was as smooth as soft tofu. Her clothes were to be scented, her hair was to be perfumed, and in short, her entire body was to be fragrant.

Xia Chu felt like a doll being manipulated by others. Lin Lang said with a smile: "Finally, it's your turn."

"I didn't do anything, why am I so tired?" Xia Chu yawned.

"We've only just started, I'm still tired." Lin Lang squinted playfully.

"Don't tease her." Li Yun pulled Lin Lang, who was in the way, over and comforted Xia Chu: "Just one day, bear with it."

"Does it have to be like this?" Bai Wuxia imitated Mrs. Quanfu and made the movements of pulling the cotton thread while cleaning her face.

"Plucking out the hair makes it easier to apply makeup," Li Yun explained.

Bai Wuxia touched her face. She had always had a lot of hair since she was a child, especially on her cheeks. Although her face looked smaller, her hairline at the temples was especially furry.

But it would definitely be more painful to wash my face then! She touched the short, frizzy hairs along her hairline. They had always been growing, making her hair thicker and more difficult to manage.

Wouldn't they all have to be pulled out by then? She doesn't want to get married anymore!

"Why can't I see my mother from the Jia family?" Xia Chu asked Dong Xiaohuan quietly after looking around. Madam Jia and the others had just come over for a look, as had Jia Wanqing and Jia Wanlin. But Jia Qingwu was nowhere to be seen, which made her very curious.

Dong Xiaohuan paused for a moment and said, "She's entertaining guests in the front."

"Are there a lot of people?" The maid happened to ask her to close her eyes, and Xia Chu didn't notice that Dong Xiaohuan looked a little unnatural.

Madam Jia patted Jia Qingwu's hand and sighed secretly: How pitiful are the parents in the world.

As her own mother, how could Jia Qingwu not want to see her daughter putting on her bridal makeup? However, she felt that she was divorced and was afraid of disturbing her daughter, so she didn't dare to enter the room.

Dong Xiaohuan tried to persuade her several times, but she just shook her head.

It was not until the afternoon when the Zhao family's wedding party arrived and Xia Chu was basically ready, and there were people standing in the room except Jia Qingwu, that Xia Chu felt something was wrong.

Even if you are busy, you can't miss it, right?

She called out to Jia Wanlin, and Jia Wanqing also came over, "Cousin, what's wrong? Is there something missing?"

"No, did you see my mother when you went out just now?" Xia Chu asked.

"Auntie is outside. Do you need to see her?" Jia Wanlin was unaware of Jia Qingwu's concerns. "I'll go get my auntie."

After saying that, she and Jia Wanqing went out to look for someone.

When Jia Qingwu heard her daughter was looking for her, her eyes suddenly reddened, but she fought back tears. "Go tell them I'm busy. The wedding procession is coming soon, and I need to give my new son-in-law a good test."

Jia Wanlin felt something was wrong, but couldn't put it into words, so he had to report back to Xia Chu.

Xia Chu looked at Dong Xiaohuan. Dong Xiaohuan laughed dryly twice, but her expression was obviously not right.

But suddenly there was a loud noise outside. The wedding procession entered the main gate and had already reached the second gate.

Xia Chu turned around nervously, putting what had just happened behind her.